This is a song about "Tee pott"

That creased up white tee...fresh fitted raider hat...always stay strapped test me

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Got 35 up on that last kings tee

Look it something they can't ever see

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Fif-tee /nine times till ya de-ceased/ im sick son new form of disease/

Could i make you my baby

I had on a black tee,